Chapter 1505

practice tower.

Yao Changsheng stepped out of the 100-fold time acceleration formation. Although it was only two months away from the outside world, he was already seventeen years old, and he had grown up completely and became a handsome young man.

"As expected of the Misty Sect, it is very strong."

Yao Changsheng murmured.

To this day, he has broken through to the peak of the Void Shattering Realm, which is the so-called Heavenly Emperor level.

Moreover, it is still the top heavenly emperor!

A few months ago, he couldn't even think about it.

But since he entered the Misty Sect, in just two months, he has become a young heavenly emperor. If he really wants to fight, he is not afraid of the ordinary one or two rank quasi-sage.

"Go to the Spirit Medicine Garden to help. In three days, there will be the Fairy Fruit Conference. You must prepare the venue in advance."

"Okay, let's go."

There were two third-generation disciples passing by, and an important piece of news was revealed during the conversation, which made Yao Changsheng's eyes brighten, and said, "The Fairy Fruit Conference! That is to say, can you eat the big peach?"

He licked his lips, expectantly.

Yao Changsheng has been reincarnated in seven lifetimes, and all the previous six lifetimes can only live for ten thousand years. Even if the first lifetime with the highest cultivation level reached the 33rd Immortal Emperor level, he only has ten thousand years of lifespan.

It's a shackle!

In order to survive, he kept making arrangements, and finally became a chaotic body in this life. It seems that he has broken the bottleneck of only 10,000 years, but he still wants to live longer, so he has an obsession with Dapantao.

"Who is this handsome guy?"

But I heard a melodious voice.

Yao Changsheng rolled his eyes, he didn't need to look, just listened to the voice, he knew it was Ye Qinglian.

"Junior Brother, I haven't seen you for two months. What did you eat to grow so big? Even your height has surpassed me."

Ye Qinglian's voice sounded again.

Yao Changsheng looked over and found that Ye Qinglian was standing on a thick branch holding the Qinglian sword, looking at him with a smile.

"A hundred times the time acceleration formation, you don't know? After all, I have already broken through the Heavenly Emperor, Senior Sister, when will you break through the Immortal Venerable?"

Yao Changsheng carried his hands on his back and said proudly.

"Xianzun? Just broke through two days ago." Ye Qinglian released her breath lightly, Yao Changsheng only felt like a leftover leaf in the sea of ​​anger, and his heart trembled.

"My Nima! Is this bitch immortal?"

Yao Changsheng was overwhelmed in his heart.

"I entered a thousand times the time formation and practiced hard for two months, which is equivalent to 170 years of cultivation in the outside world. At the same time, I comprehended the laws of heaven and life to 1/100,000, so I broke through Immortal Venerable."

Ye Qinglian explained with a smile.

"Pfft!" Yao Changsheng almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, stared straight at his eyes, and said in shock, "There is still a thousand times the time to accelerate the formation in the sect?"

"Of course." Ye Qinglian nodded, "The sect master has understood the invincible existence of the law of time. If he is willing, he may be able to create a ten thousand times time formation."

"The law of time!"

Yao Changsheng's breathing was stagnant.

Everyone said that space is king and time is respected, and Ye Feng, who was comprehending the terrifying law of time, really shocked Yao Changsheng.

"The head is really unfathomable!"

Yao Changsheng murmured.

Ye Qinglian held the Qinglian sword, glanced at the eye medicine for longevity, and said, "Let's go, go to the Lingyao Garden to help pick the ingredients such as big pan peach and Tianxian fruit."

"okay."

Yao Changsheng quickly followed.

Medicine Garden.

The two came here and found that except for a few old disciples, the rest were the eighth generation disciples busy.

Just listen to Ye Qinglian explain:

"This is the rule in the sect. We let the little ones do the work. When the Fairy Fruit Conference is held next year, it will be the turn of the ninth generation of disciples."

"Oh." Yao Changsheng nodded and looked up at the lush giant peach tree.

under the tree.

Hundreds of disciples were holding special flower baskets one by one, carefully plucking the red and heavy peaches, and couldn't help smelling the smell.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

"Don't touch it, this is the most important treasure of the Fairy Fruit Conference, and there is no room for any loss."

"Quickly put it away."

Some disciples of the fifth generation gave serious reminders.

They are here to help, specifically to give instructions to the eight generations of disciples who are not sensible, and to mention some precautions by the way.

"Junior brother over there, the celestial fruit must be washed with the holy spring water of the fairy spirit, and then placed in a fruit bowl made of spirit sandalwood. Each fruit bowl is placed four, three on the bottom layer, and one on the top layer."

"The nectar of fairy flowers must be pure, and all impurities such as pollen petals are removed, so that the most fragrant fairy brew can be brewed in one day."

"The Bailing Xianguo should be cut into pieces, skewered with bamboo skewers, and sprinkled with special hot and sour powder."

The five generations of disciples spoke patiently.

"Let's go, let's go to work too." Ye Qinglian poked Yao Changsheng with the scabbard of the Qinglian sword, and immediately stepped forward to help pick the fairy fruit.

In the spirit medicine garden of the four main peaks, Misty Peak, Feilai Peak, Spirit Beast Peak, and Cultivation Peak, tens of thousands of eight generations of disciples are busy.

After this period of cultivation, even those disciples who were only in the Qi Refining Realm at first have now broken through to the Primordial Gathering Realm and even the Spirit Sea Realm.

Some talented people even reached the Divine Origin Realm.

This sounds terrifying, but because there is a hundred times the time formation, it is only basic exercises.

Three days later.

Misty Zongmen Square.

All 70,000 members sat in their respective seats, most of them were disciples, and the rest were sect spirit beasts, deacons, and elders.

And, the head teacher Ye Feng in the main seat.

"Time flies so fast, the last sect's first Fairy Fruit Conference seemed to be just a few days ago."

Ye Feng said with emotion.

Cultivation has no time, the world has been thousands of years.

In a blink of an eye, a year has passed, which made him feel that time passed quickly, and his thoughts were racing. He preached to the disciples, and gave pointers to the spirit beasts and elders by the way.

"Come on, eat!"

In the end, Ye Feng drank a cup of Dao Enlightenment tea, and everyone could finally eat the big pan peach with a happy face.

"What a strong medicinal power!"

Yao Changsheng ate a big pan peach, and immediately felt that his cultivation level was suddenly advancing, and he broke through to a quasi-sage in place, and he was very happy in his heart.

The current annual output of big pan peach is 120,000. On average, each member is almost two.

After the disciples under the quasi-sage ate a whole big pan peach, they immediately began to refine them on the spot, making their cultivation level climb steadily.

"All digest well!"

With a wave of Ye Feng's hand, he put down a hundred times the time to accelerate the formation in this area, and everyone crossed the calamity one after another, causing the thunder to roll in the sky again.

"Look, the Misty Sect is holding the Fairy Fruit Conference again."

"So, my grandson has finally eaten the legendary giant peach?"

"Envy!"

Practitioners outside the Misty Sect can only envy.

...

Immortal world, in front of a Taoist temple.

Emperor Ling Tian looked at the ten big pan peach trees that he planted here, because he personally cultivated and fertilized them. Today, they are also full of big pan peach trees.

Ten fruit trees, a hundred peaches.

Emperor Ling Tian picked off a big peach, took a bite, and felt that it was tender and juicy, sweet and delicious, and a satisfied smile appeared on his old face.

"Well, it's really sweet."

"It really deserves to be a big peach, although it doesn't do much for me, but this thing can be left to my disciples to enjoy, let them quickly break through the cultivation base, and by the way increase their lifespan and strengthen their own blood."

Ling Tiandi whispered.

At this moment, behind him, there are five young men and women wearing Taoist robes with different looks, all of them look like sixteen years old, three men and two women.

Their cultivation bases vary.

The weakest girl is in the Divine Origin Realm, and the strongest girl is at the Heavenly Emperor level at the peak of the void.

They are all newly recruited disciples of Emperor Ling Tian.

"Disciples, the Misty Sect is holding the Fairy Fruit Conference, and the weakest disciples in the sect can rush to become a quasi-sage, and you can't fall behind!"

Emperor Ling Tian looked at the five disciples.

He is a supreme immortal emperor above the 80th level, and has the qualifications to compete for the Heavenly Dao Realm of this Yuanhui, but in this golden age where the arrogance of heaven is born in large numbers, he will eventually cultivate the next generation of descendants.

Therefore, he often went out during this period of time, and finally found these five top talents in all parts of the Three Realms.

Their talents are very strong! (To be continued)